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uppoompat · 9 months
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JUNG HAE-IN as AHN JUN-HO EPISODE 1 - 디피 D.P. 2 (2023) Dir. Han Jun-Hee
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pinkmirth · 1 year
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cowboy!reiner who hurriedly completes all his daily farmer duties so that he has all the time in the world to fuck you nice and slow in the hayloft <3
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dilfl0v3rss · 11 months
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going to see my man on the big screen saturdayyyyy. don’t worry papi i’m otwwwwww😩😩😩😩
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talentbloomed · 2 months
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COMING OUT OF MY HIATUS TO SHOW YOU 30 YEAR OLD OIKAWA TOORU
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b0ytr4sh · 8 months
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I AM SOOOOOOOOOO FERAL RN.
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i4sgwr · 1 year
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ESGKUBESLJGBEAOU KISUKE
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toji-bunny-girl · 4 months
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my mind is plagued with the thought of girl dad!Toji urghhhh 😭
when you first told that you’re pregnant, he just fr looked at you liek 🫤 Dude was not READY (even tho he already has a teenage son). Mans literally got all :/ for the consequences of his own action—not wearing condom and creampieing you all night just because it’s his silly lil kink 🤪🤪
his thought doesn’t go to the gender of the baby, cuz he thought babies are all the same, “aLl tHey dO iS shiT anD cRy 😠😠” (liek Megumi was mostly raised by his mom tf you know abt babies) until you’re 7 months pregnant and lying on his chest, in the bed with him while thinking up names for your baby.
“Akio,” Toji spoke, his chest rumbling with his words.
“That’s a boy name, Toji,” you turned to look at him, suspicion laced in your features. “Do you even know the gender of our baby?”
“Uh—yea. A girl, right?” he answered based on the way you reacted.
This wasn’t good. He was showing signs of a neglectful parent, just like how he did with his son; you can never imagine yourself as a single mom—and you would stop at nothing to prevent his cycle of absent parenting.
Your daughter would have parents who would do anything, even kill for her, you swore.
And Toji would take that literally.
When he first saw Minami, he had an intangible feeling in his chest, pulse thumping fast and his head grew heavy. It was like having Megumi for the first time, with another woman he loves and a daughter with her.
Toji had forgotten how tiny babies were, especially in his large hands. And the sight of this hulking man slightly crouching as he held his daughter warmed your heart: the look in his eyes spoke volume then, no one would ever dare to hurt his little girl.
When days got to months and bled to years, toddler Minami had finally grown into her character and the two of you are absolutely exhausted trying to take care of her. She was like a burning shell fired out of a circus cannon from the depths of hell, screaming when you don’t let her tear her storybooks apart and obliterating your ears when you take her toys away for throwing them at people.
It’s during moments like this where Toji imagines a life without her (sorry). You’d be spending time date nights alone usually ended with you screaming his name at the backseat of his car. And would he exchange his current life with one without Minami? Absolutely not.
It would mean losing one of his pretty girls in his arm at night, no more tea parties with mom and dad, and he wouldn’t have his personal alarm pasting those small smooches on his cheeks to wake him up (upon mommy’s orders).
He’d rather lose an eardrum or two just to have his emerald-eyed princess welcoming him home with her giggles. He’d rather the world burn than to lose Minami. His south star, the brightest of all just like her mother.
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im a Bit late to the "kill this guy meme w/ your comfort characters" but in my defense:
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hyuckieblr · 1 month
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Dirty Smoothie — Chenle
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okay they seriously outdid themselves with the new SAB weapon set this year. just LOOK at these things!! my hands are going to die a noble death collecting them... but it will be worth it.
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son1c · 1 year
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who are you? don’t lose sight of it
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xpau-official · 5 months
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I cannot tell you how excited I am for this comic! It’s actually crazy how active you’ve been while developing the event, especially while sick — get better soon btw, and don’t push yourself! Anyways, here’s a hug for you. Take care!
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OH MY GOD THIS IS SO SWEET HELP MEEEEEE AHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH BRB GONNA CRY I LOVE ITJSDJJFSI
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ramdotexe · 2 years
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some kim and harry doodles
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madame-mongoose · 4 months
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MAN..........I WISH ROBOTS WERE REAL......
i. my window is open. i screamed. irl. everyone in the neighborhood heard me i think. oooooh my god i dont even KNOW WHAT TO SAY??? IM SPEECHLESS???? YOUUUUUUU YOU. IM GOING. TO OSUHSHIIJSH WAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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solivagantingrebel · 4 months
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Thinks about Soap who felt so out of place with his family that he ran to enlist the moment he could to avoid dealing with the complications of his future with them in it.
Thinks about Soap who felt so out of place with his family that he ran to enlist the moment he could to avoid dealing with the complications of his future with them in it.
Thinks—
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cthulhusstepmom · 1 year
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Ghost is observant. He's always been, even before it was his job. It kept him safe, safe from his father's worst moods, safe from bullies at school, safe from the inevitable deterioration of all of his relationships.
So when Soap starts acting suspicious he feels his heart start to sink. He's a big enough person to admit that he's been selfish with Soap, allowed himself to indulge in genuine companionship; allowed something dangerous to develop. But what choice does he have? The thought of leaving now and denying himself the simple warmth of John MacTavish is almost a physical pain. So it should be a relief when Johnny starts to pull away, it saves Ghost from being the one to do it. But for once in his long trail of broken hearts and slowly withering relationships, Ghost doesn't want it to end.
So he clings on. He seeks him out more often, snaps and snarls at the thought of Soap going out of his sight. He lays there listening as Soap wakes with a haunted scream, internally wrestling with himself until he gathers the courage to cross the hall and knock, his cheeks heating when Soap answers the door in just his boxers. He kicks himself when Soap redirects and prepares to bow out and take the dismissal respectfully when Johnny offers to come and sit with him and his traitorous heart soars in his chest. Soap is giving him this and he'll take it with gratitude. They sit together in the rec room for hours, watching the fish sleep peacefully until Soap has drifted off and his tea is in danger of spilling in his limp hand. He briefly considers taking Johnny back to his room but he rationalizes that there is a reason the Soap didn't want him in there and it really isn't his business. So he sits there and he observes. Simply watching the slight rise and fall of Johnny's chest as he sleeps on the tattered couch. Indulging in the domesticity of it all.
When a knock jars him awake in the middle of the night he's unsure what he expects but Soap delirious and bleeding was certainly not on the top of that list. A small lick of pride flares inside of him that Soap would come to him before medical, which brings with it quiet concerns and many questions. Still he brings Johnny inside and sits him gently on his bed, stepping into his bathroom to quickly grab his personal first aid kit.
Soap is saying something when he gets back, so deep in his accent that it doesn't even register as words. Kneeling on the floor in front of him, Ghost reverently takes his arm and starts to wipe at it with a damp cloth. Cleaning away the blood with quiet fervor, unsure just what could inflict such a wound on his Sergeant at this hour of the night. When the wound is revealed he flinches back.
Ghost is intimately acquainted with snake bites, has several scars buried deep in his collection that match the marks on Soap's arm, stretched and warped as they are from where he's grown since he got them.
And this is from a big fucking snake.
He looks up to Soap meets his eyes suddenly deathly sober.
"Just how'd you get this Soap?"
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